Chapter 522

Jiang Zhiming and Kong Yunhong did not know why, they did not find any enemy, only occasionally heard a crow’s tweet.

The sound was too far, so too weak. Even Xiao Luo just heard it inadvertently. It took a long time, and when the wind blew, it finally confirmed its position and Distance, eyes opened, turned to look towards the northwest direction, and then did not say, picked up the sniper rifle and walked out of the car.

Jiang Zhiming did not ask anything, but only waved to the members of the special action team, indicating that everyone was following the battle formation, and closely guarded all around.

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In the distance from Xiao Luo in the northwest direction of Xiao Luo, five skinned black, surrounded by a Libyan man surrounded by a woman.

The woman was hot, wearing a vest and ultra shorts, a waist that was not full of grip, and two slender thighs. It was very eye-catching, with a large wavy golden hair, standard facial features, although the appearance was not particularly outstanding. In this land of war, she is like a unique landscape, or a delicious meal, attracting men’s conquest.

On the side of the ground, there was an obese man lying in a pool of blood. He was smashed for more than a dozen knives. The blood flowing from him was stained with the soil around him. He could see from his unfocused eyes. Out, he is already dead, and he is very painful to die. Zhang’s mouth and twisted facial features are like struggles from the soul.

“I… I am a reporter from China, you… dare to hurt me a hair, our army will definitely… will be here…”

The woman was terribly frightened and warned them in very proficient English. The voice trembled with fear, and her cameraman companion was brutally killed by these thugs, causing her nerves to collapse.

And these Libyan thugs are completely incomprehensible to her, and they don’t need to understand. In their eyes, nothing is left except for the lascivious rays of light, saying that women can’t understand. Arabic, for women up and down their hands.

“What are you doing… don’t touch me…”

The woman’s body couldn’t stop shaking, like a little deer surrounded by five wild beasts, horrified and desperate. She could clearly smell the stench from these Libyan thugs. It’s a dirty taste. It’s just like a bad smell and pungent for a month or two without changing clothes. She can even see the big eyes stuck on the corners of their eyes.

Too dirty, too stinky!

She is not the kind of girl who has just left the society. How can she not know what these mobs want to do to her? When she thinks her body is to be defiled, her face is pale.

“?” One of the Riberian mobs said one.

In the next second, the five people started to tear the woman’s clothes.

“Stop… what are you doing…”

The woman struggled with resistance and screamed. A man was furious and directly pushed her to the ground with brute force. Then she found that her right foot was pulled by a rough hand, and she was dragged on the ground and slid. I could hear the violent laughter of other mobs in the ear, and the back and the ground rubbed against the ground, and the burning pain.

“Let me go, you are a group of beasts, let me go…”

The woman collapsed and shouted. She felt like she was a pig in the countryside who was pulled by the crowd. She couldn’t resist and couldn’t break free. She had no choice but to kill. Next, at this moment, Civilized World is so far away from her.

In the disgusting and demonic laughter, her hair was messy and was soiled by the sand on the ground. The shoes were taken off first, then the silk socks were tocibly torn off, and the tops were also in a series. “Sting” left his body.

“Don’t… stop… don’t…”

A loud and fierce slap in the face, a corner of the mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, this slap let the woman give up the resistance, lying on the ground desperate mourning, tears wet her cheeks, makeup all spent.

Her hands and feet were slammed when the clothes were taken off.

When she found a man with a stinking body sitting on her, the dirty and disgusting hands rudely tore off her bra and slammed the two jade rabbits on her chest, her screams intensified. I only feel that I have lost my dignity as a human being.

The five Libyan mobs looked at the women on the ground and couldn’t help but swallowed saliva and said. The other four urged the companions who were sitting on the women to hurry up. They couldn’t wait to taste this Chinese woman. The body is gone.

I don’t know if they are surrounded…

The Ribbi thug who was riding on a woman was just about to take off her pants, and a cold gun was placed on the back of his head. The coldness that permeated it instantly shattered all his evil thoughts. I looked up and saw all around. I didn’t know when I stood a group of Chinese soldiers dressed in camouflage uniforms. His four companions were also shot with their hands on their heads and looked at themselves in horror.

“咕咚~”

The chills, a hard swallowing of a sip of water, burst into a cold sweat.

The Libyan mob riding on a woman raised her eyes and slowly raised her hands.

“Dare to bully our Chinese women, are you impatient?”

At this time, Confucius was furious and used a gun to squat on the head of the Libyan mob.

In the state of anger, the power that was made was naturally sufficient. The gun was smashed down. The Libyan mob immediately broke his blood and left the woman’s body and fell down on the dusty ground.

Jiang Zhiming quickly took off his camouflage suit and put it on the woman lying on the ground and sat up with her: “It’s okay, you are safe!”

When I heard the familiar Chinese, the woman opened her tears from despair. When she saw the soldiers dressed in their national camouflage uniforms, she burst into tears and screamed in the arms of Jiang Zhiming. The shock was undecided and the body was forbearing. The shiver coldly, can not say anything, crying hard, just the experience is like a terrifying nightmare, so she thinks it will shudder.

Xiao Luo was the first to hear the movement, but it was the last one to come up. To solve the five Libyan mobs who were revering the law and of natural morality, Jiang Zhiming went on, just waiting for him to go. At a recent look, I found that the woman who was almost violently violent was so familiar. He almost blurted out and asked: “Are you… Don Juan?”

The woman turned her head from Jiang Zhiming’s arms, and her face was full of incredulous tears: “Xiao Luo?”

The two eyes are opposite each other, the faces are so familiar, and Xiao Luo is shocked. I really didn’t expect to meet Tang Yan in Libya. He remembers that the last meeting with this university female classmate was last year at Jiangcheng. At that time, she seemed to say that her career was a small series…